No, in fact,you wont play with them at all. Sorry little slutchild butit?s just Susan, Sarah and I who will be allowed to party with them, althoughyou...ll be allowed to attend of course and expected to help us torment them. Yesbitchboy you?ll be there wishing you weren?t, but we certainly wouldn?t wantyou to miss out on any of the fun and games we?ve planned. I do think however thatthere are going to be lots of days and nights from now on when you are reallygoing to wish we had in fact just cut. I went downstairs and heard snoring from the living room. Sure enough, there was my dad sprawled out on the couch in just his boxers. God, he looked so hot and my heart was beating a mile a minute. I called Dad about 5 times but he just laid there.I went over to the couch and gently tapped his shoulder but he was out cold. I just stood there looking at his hairy pecs. I wanted to touch them so bad. I reached out and brushed my fingers across his chest. He didn't move. My dick was so hard that I. There was still time before Christmas arrived and feeling sorry for myself wasn’t going to change anything. Wiping away the tears, I picked up my phone and began dialing friends. Earlier in the year, I had been invited to holiday parties but stupidly, I declined thinking I could have my own party with James. Just thinking of that brought a pain to my heart but I pushed through it as my friend Carol answered. ‘Sara! I wasn’t expecting to hear from you tonight. Is everything alright?’ ‘Yeah, I’m. "Stacey's fingers immediately went to my spandex covered balls, shestarted rubbing them and squeezing them."Rub my vagina, while you suck my asshole..."She pressed between my sensitive balls and I gasped. It was only amatter of seconds now."Tell... me... you... tell me you love me. TELL ME!" I yelled.I heard her gasp and then she was sobbing uncontrollably."I... I do, I do. I have forever. l-l-LOVEYOU, IDO! I LOVE YOU! I love youMICHELLE!" as the last words came out of her mouth I felt the.